gotta believe it Because it's written all over your face A political defect Out of step and out of place You better believe it You gotta believe it It
you'd better believe it because it's written all over your face just a neighborhood reject, out of step and out of place you'd better believe it would
Перевод: Bad Religion. Believe It.
insanity you'd better believe it because it's written all over your face just a neighborhood reject, out of step and out of place you'd better believe it
you) fellas what we gon do Take it to the grave [x8] [Verse 2:] She said she did what? with who she wrong If she know so much ask her what I had on True religion
way the government treats A.I.D.S. I won't be satisfied until all my niggas get it, get it? Ain't no question if I want it, I need it I can feel it
gonna last tryin' to pimp like Shaft you make me laugh and you smell real bad I could set you up with a nice warm bath it's Slim keepin' it thin don't
gon' do? What? Take it to the grave? What? Take it to the grave Take it to the grave, I'ma take it to the grave I'ma take it to the grave, take it to
Hey Do What You Want But Don't Do It Around Me Idleness and dissipation breed apathy I sit on my ass all god damned day oh misanthropic anthropoid with
Is that they call it a??God's lovea?? Well we twist in torment and make believe There's a truth and we all submit a??Believe my eyes,a?? my brain
like them A righteous student came and asked me to reflect He judged my lifestyle was politically incorrect I don't believe in self important folks who preach No Bad Religion
Bad Religion - The Unknown Every day we profit so, Leaning towards the great unknown, asking how it pertains to tomorrow. And for places we've not
like I aint had a belt in two classes I aint got it I'm going after whoever who has it I'm coming after whoever who has it you blowing up, that's good
we reap we sow But we forget how low we can go You think it's bad here on Earth But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell It's all goin' to hell It's
pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills Or is it the mindstate that's ill? Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build Over money and religion
, bad guy, we each gotta die It's all a game, some'll make the Hall Of Fame While others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a name Yo, it's either or
comin' up around the bend People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting Oh, you know it costs more to store the food than it do to give it
